Being stunned by the sword intent, Dou Lingzhen's heart nearly stopped beating, terrified to the extreme. His entire body felt ice cold, freezing his marrow.
Until that grey-white sword stabbed in front of his eyes. Only then did Dou Lingzhen's eyes regain a bit of focus. He bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood. The vital energy in his body boiled, like a flame burning to chase out the cold intent. Rage surged like a volcano erupting!
"What sneaky thing, Taiji Domain Settling Knife, die!"
That knife energy exploded out, filling up the cave. A full 150 thousand kilograms of strength gathered on the knife. He took a step forward, and the entire pit shook. Dirt and sand fell once more, like it was about to collapse.
When this knife was slashed out, it was enough to split mountains! Within 40 feet, the entire area was covered in an earth-yellow glow.
Who cares what evil technique, what sword intent, he was confident that he could forcefully shatter it!
However, Zong Shou's body seemed like it didn't have a physical body, getting close like a ghost. The sword stabbed out like it came from the netherworld, not existing in this world.
With a "ding", it struck the seven-ring giant knife in his hand, causing sparks to explode. That large knife which was a grade 2 spiritual weapon had a giant hole. Dou Lingzhen could only feel that he had lost control of the strength in his body. The blade of his saber slashed to the side uncontrollably.
That half-monster teen's body was like a leaf, lightly retreating. The death energy around his body also became thicker and thicker.
Dou Lingzhen only felt a sense of loss. At this moment, he was filled with shock as he raised his head and looked over once more. In the next moment, he was attracted by the eyes of that half-monster teen. Only to see that those long and narrow phoenix eyes were also filled with a grey-white energy. There was no human emotion at all, totally expressionless. Like a death god holding a sickle looking down from above.
All of a sudden, Dou Lingzhen didn't even have any thoughts of fleeing, giving up all hope.
He was unable to dodge that sword and had no strength to dodge. Like when the sword was slashed out, he was destined to die.
He could no longer control the seven-ringed saber in his hand and the Qi and blood in his body. Wisps of greyish-white Death Qi began to spread from the saber into his body.
It was incomparably cold, cutting off all of his life force. Even when he tried his best, he was unable to expel it.
Coincidentally, the situation of the two Xiantian Masters in front of him was reflected in his eyes. Dou Lingzhen couldn't help but take a deep breath.
"What kind of f * cking evil technique is this?! What a strange swordsmanship. Was this person a human or a ghost? Which branch of the Devil Sect did he come from? Did I see wrongly? Is this really the rumored Dual Meridian Body, the Gantian Mountain Prince? "
Just as these thoughts flashed through his mind, Zong Shou's figure stopped retreating. A sword flashed forward and arrived in front of him. He directly tapped the space between his eyebrows. Similarly, there was no blood-red light. It was as light as a feather as it swept past him like a ghost.
With a flash of his figure, he traversed dozens of feet. Sword light scattered everywhere. In a few breaths, a few Mythic Masters were also tapped on the space between their eyebrows by that grey sword shadow.
Without Xiantian strength, the speed at which their life force disappeared was much faster. In an instant, their bodies were greyish-white and rotting.
Mingjue, who was standing behind them, couldn't suppress the fear in his heart. He hollered, driving a round plate. His body flew up into the air, swiftly fleeing into the distance.
Zong Shou didn't chase. A silver glow flashed in his sleeves, and a flying knife shot out. It was tens of times faster than his body. With a flash, it was already behind Mingjue.
Mingjue's head was covered in cold sweat. He hurriedly charged to the side, turning into another path. Just as he thought that he had temporarily avoided death, that knife light suddenly spun and struck right at him.
"Spiritual sense locking, flying knife changing direction! How is that possible? "
Mingjue cursed out, a golden pearl shooting out from his sleeves, turning into a golden thin film. Just at that moment, that knife suddenly turned illusionary, like it had turned into numerous knives. It pierced through the golden barrier like a hot knife through butter, piercing through his throat. That sharp knife attack didn't reduce in the slightest, pulling him back and pinning him to the wall above.
Mingjue was in total despair. The energy on the knife was crazily destroying the meridians in his body. His blood vessels exploded, and blood spurted out. Although he wasn't dead, he had no more life force. He was shocked and lost in his heart.
"Why does this knife have the Cloud Shocking God Destroying Sword Intent? Also, why is that person's sword so terrifying? Is it a branch of the Demon Sect? Why haven't I heard of it before? Am I, Mingjue, going to die here, how hateful … "
At that moment, the place was deathly silent.
Those Mythic Masters weren't dead, but they couldn't make a sound. They could only look on in fear at the changes in their companions.
As for the monstrous slaves, they were also stunned. They stared fixedly at the scene before them, unable to believe what they were seeing.
Chu Xue was really curious. What happened? Why was the cave so quiet?
She wanted to open her eyes, but she didn't want to go against Zong Shou's wishes. She could only put on a bitter face, feeling really troubled.
Out of all of them, only Dou Lingzhen could still move. She forced herself to turn around. Her eyes, which were gradually dimming, stared at the white-haired, white-robed figure who stood among the crowd with a long sword in his hand.
"Who are you? What's the origin of that swordsmanship? "
He knew that he had no chance of living, so he only wanted to know who killed him. Where did the strange swordsmanship that took his life come from?
Zong Shou's expression was still calm, his face ashen white. Only his eyes regained some warmth. After a short while, Dou Lingzhen's eyes showed disappointment. Only then did he sigh, "Didn't you know my identity long ago? As for this sword technique, it is called Styx River Death Announcing … "
"Styx River Death Announcing Sword?"
Dou Lingzhen was startled, following which he laughed out loud in a maniacal manner. Styx River Death Announcing, as expected, when the Styx River intersects, the sword announces death!
When this teen used this sword technique, he was destined to die.
However, he was unwilling. Within Fenghua City, there were numerous beauties and wine waiting for him to enjoy. With this grade 2 mind stone mine, even if he could only get 20% of the output, it was enough for him to recruit troops and expand his army to conquer the world.
Why did he have to meet such a monster? Yunxia Mountain also caused a lot of harm. With this prince's sword technique cultivation, ten years later, who in Donglin Cloud Continent could match up to him? Wouldn't he be even more terrifying than Zong Weiran?
Even if he didn't bump into him this time, a few days later, when he acted, he would die under this person's sword.
He felt his last bit of life, his last bit of strength leaving his body. Dou Lingzhen took in a deep breath, suddenly cursing out towards the sky.
"God, you are f * * * ing cheating me! You want me to die in the hands of this monster, f * * * your ancestors … "
Zong Shou's brows furrowed as he glanced at Dou Lingzhen. Although he hated and despised this person, this was the will of the heavens. He also had some grievances. Hearing Dou Lingzhen scold him, he felt really comfortable.
Suddenly, he was shocked. Zong Shou turned his head, only to see that Chu Xue had already opened her eyes. She was startled as she looked at the scenes in front of her. Looking at the corpses in front of her rotting, withering, and then slowly turning into sand and dust before collapsing. When she looked at Zong Shou, her eyes were filled with disbelief and fear.
Zong Shou laughed awkwardly. This brat couldn't take it in the end. He knew that this situation had a huge impact on her heart. Even if Chu Xue had been through bloodshed and massacring, she still couldn't take it.
He looked at his hand, the ashen white energy had already dissipated. The surrounding Nether Cold Power had all retreated a few breaths ago.
However, his hand was still ashen white. Although the death energy didn't enter his body, it still affected his body.
If one looked carefully, one could see that his skin had aged to the point where he was close to middle age. Luckily, his skin was shedding now. In three days, he would be able to recover.
This was the price of using the Styx River Death Sword. With his current cultivation, every eight minutes he used it, he would lose a month of lifespan.
The higher one's cultivation, the stronger the death energy gathered and the more lifespan it consumed. Even an ascended ancestor with thousands of years of lifespan wouldn't be able to take it.
However, this was secondary. The true price wasn't this. Every time he used the heart sutra of the Styx River Death Sword, his emotions would become a little colder. The more he accumulated, the more he would become a person with no emotions.
Chu Xue's words made sense. Things weren't split into good and bad. If one used it for good, it would be good. If one used it for evil, it would be evil.
However, if the attack itself could affect one's personality, then it would only be a tragedy. This was the essence of evil techniques …
In his last life, it took him a long time to recover the emotions of a normal person.
This sword technique went against the harmony of the heavens …
If it was possible, he didn't want to use it in his entire life. He also didn't want Chu Xue to see him looking like a human but not a human, like a demon but not a demon.
Sighing, Zong Shou kept the Lightning Tooth Sword. At this moment, Little Gold seemed to be affected by the death energy, its body freezing up.
Zong Shou was busy injecting true qi into Little Gold's body to warm it up. Following which, Chu Xue's eyes were filled with worship, "Young Master, when your hair is white you are so handsome and cool!"
Chu Xue learned the word 'handsome and cool' from Zong Shou, but she didn't know what it meant. However, at this moment, she could only think of these two words to describe her young master.
Just as she was thinking about how it would be best if the white hair didn't change back. Just like Zong Shou's hair. It started from the bun and in a blink of an eye, it turned black.
Zong Shou didn't know whether to laugh or cry, scoffing coldly. He then looked at those monster race slaves, his face turning cold.
That demon raccoon race girl had lost her life long ago. Her essence energy was sucked dry by the bright technique, and she only lasted for a few breaths.
The situation of the other people also made one's hair stand up. Only to see many blood-colored bugs crawling out of their mouth, nose, and ears.
What made one feel depressed was that these people didn't feel anything at all.
Zong Shoxin's heart sunk, ice cold. These were the methods of the Demon Flag Sect. He shouldn't have had any hope.
The only thing he could think of was to let these people free themselves quickly. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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